Life Will Change to Find the Truth of our Lives

11

P5~
Akira watched the three of them carefully from behind the bar, and Morgana listened from the table behind. Ann, Yusuke and Ryuji waited in the room above as Futaba and the other girls listened and watched from the room from a camera affixed to the ceiling near the fan.
"You're sure this will work, Futaba?" Makoto asks her as Futaba is typing away at her computer. Futaba zooms the camera in on a gray figure that sits down.
"Yeah I'm sure," Futaba made some quick clicks to her sneer, as the image cleared. "I bugged the whole place out, remember? This is just an easy stakeout. We wouldn't be the Phantom Thieves if we couldn't investigate ourselves."
Makoto sighed knowing what they were doing was probably illegal, but then again, their whole group was probably illegal too.

Akira washed several dishes and cleaned it quick. He finished as soon as the silver hair guy came. He came in quiet, but his presence was just as loud as a shout. He immediately stops to look at the different girl already inside. Akira admired their friendship for a brief respite, seeing how it could possibly mirror his own, and continued to act quietly. Glancing quickly at the ceiling to pray that his confidants would do the same.
In perfect irony, Ann and Ryuji immediately squeal in delight, "Is this for real!" Ryuji yelps through his muffled-by-pillow mouth. Ann tiptoes across the attic in puppy like excitement. They both calm down and stare back at the screen with a quiet chime of, "Rise!" Morgana who was just going to check up on the two silently slid down the stairs in what is politely described as shock.
Futaba snickers at her desk as Makoto hid her second hand embarrassment behind her clipboard.
Akira watched the meetup carefully, being sure not to speak up or anything to draw attention to himself. Watching the clock and busying himself with cleaning, he seemed to not even notice the other person who walked in. His mind started to wander towards, who, why, why now, how, and every even that brought them to their current situation. It started to hurt, 'This mementos and palaces, it's not reality, it's another one, right? Is it justified to fix the minds of those who have-' his thoughts get cut off by the silver hair guy starting to speak about Kamoshida, so he immediately switches cups to get his head straight as well as his thoughts screaming, 'Don't think about the palace, don't think about the palace, don't thing about the palace, don't ask me about it, don't ask me about it, don't ask me about it-'

Futaba and Makoto quietly studied the room while they discussed the group in Leblanc. "Woaho...that's the previous detective prince, right? Wonder who else this old man knows." Futaba snickers while Makoto sighs like a patient mother.
"He's not that much older than us...He's not even older that Sae." Futaba sighed as they stared at the screen that showed the camera right by the entrance.
Then the two of them instantly ceased their bickering once they saw what was before them.
The silver hair boy looked up at the ceiling while being informed about Kamoshida, and then right at the camera, he winked with a playful eye and then squinted around as to not bring attention to himself.
"He- he knows?!" Futaba shrieked as Makoto held her down. "We checked it so that you can't- how?" Futaba started to sulk on her bed a bit as Makoto took a look into it further. "That's astonishing...But not to unbelievable, maybe he just had to blink? Ah...who am I kidding..he knows there's a camera." She leaned in her chair as she took another thought down. She then sighs and looks at the time and taps the clipboard trying to think.
"Sorry if you take offense, but do break-ins happen often in the neighborhood? My friend here's a detective and has heard things about it in this district."
Yu asks politely, surprising himself on how smooth it felt.
"I just happened to notice that your lock wasn't as good as it could be. You should really update in case." Naoto adds on. Akira's mind rushes for a smooth answer.
"I don't think there have been break ins in this area, so I don't think Boss should have to worry about it, for another set of reasons," Akira sighs "Your curry is ready." Akira sets it down on their tables as they look and smell it, then start to enjoy. He turned around to sigh a breath of relief which only him happened to do.

Makoto, Haru and Futaba screeched and squealed as they saw Yu make a nice wave and wink to the camera facing them while Akira's back was turned.
"We didn't even notice it how- how-" Makoto facepalmed as she paced the room. Futuba would turn quickly send a message to the group chat while Haru sat there in mere shock.

Futaba: Bad news, silver bowl cut noticed the camera, I think he knows we're watching!
Ryuiji: For real?!
Ann: This not good!
Yusuke: I thought the angle was pristine.
Makoto: They did ask about the security of this place too....

Akira looked at his phone in his a worried manner, turning away so that those three can't see his face.

Akira: Let's have a meeting as soon as they leave far enough.